Archive for love

my mother like no other suffers her suffrage
in rage the storm ignite her form
a peddle pusher drawn
warm as a stem
where flowers grow as firm a fern may bend
her art is everything kind
the beauty is in her beautiful mind
that translate to the page
it feels so good when we’re on the same page

the night is blessed she sleep to rest
her bones
in spritely dress she does her best
a nap she cover with a throw
to paint what ain’t now known
the rain may ache her toe
so many paintings she really should show

standing still she take her pill
she love those pickles garlic dill
roasted peppers anchovies she eat her fill

Raymond makes her laugh
takes a shower every morning
just like june she’s snoring
steps on the scale afraid she’s getting fat
to find a book that isn’t boring
the buildings maybe black
color them shiny or mat

there for everyone she loves
she loves everyone
accessible sensible benefactor
takes a moment to ask a question?
who am i now that Harold is gone?
68 years listening to him sing off key
he was her best friend

mom i can’t live without you
you are my sunshine and my rain
you are joy and Palmolive
you are ivory liquid-
the tide rushes into cleanliness
you take away my emptiness
mostly by stuffing me with yummy food.

—to The Lord

decide the time to live in reason the rhyme may hide the inquisition can’t move but tears that swoon a moon glistens and i a lonely shell called home reduce to tears yr ancient thrown and curses of all time be past let go the hate an inner faith a second date a second glance a second chance-with dire debt receive the love you seek has left and right the world in spin and whirl there is a task that mask our youth the losing game of hurt and pain may curse the way you seem denied to live and love like any guy i promise you we’ll never stray and pray for you on holiday-please accept our lives at best the world is yours when with blessings won? please please our peace the need is great officiate before too late believe in us as we believe in you a theory of the golden rule and if by chance the cold may sting as bees to the honey the plays the thing so recess retire we care we tire we cry the tears you will not fear for it would be as it once was before the time was born beside still waters sons and daughters hear a prayer for you to care once more let there be a renaissance let there be life, come join us and bring your wife.
amen.

the love is in the character
sparkling water
sheepish sheer pleasure
live forever
in the heart and mind
every gesture
sung slow sweet
the hillside hours brave
lonesome gorgeous maven
find you in your haven
held to form
a child is born
the burly brilliant storm
two thousand years yield morn
in fields of yellow corn
as after all the blossom bring the thorn
recede the flaky leaf from frigid frost
the bible speak to all of them
redeem the mighty worst
exceed the current curse
that list from side to side
walk once more on water
through the countryside
God bless to be alive
may dignity survive
lit candles to the cold black sky
I miss you more than I can say
rain a painters gray
loved you since the day we met
walking by the bay and yet
with words you speak
we seek the moon and stars
in a better light
goodnight angel
God bless you sweet friend
day is at an end
tomorrow my regard for you
a masterpiece of whites & blues
an anthem in the morning dew
the past is past the future cast
the doubt of night be but a dream
without a loss I have not seen
the war is won forever
in a place where the heart lives
the golden wake of sleep
the rise and fall of the season
ever changing
find you
pristine water
to sooth these dry eyes.

the foreign moon
I beg your pardon some pale night
seeing her again in a new light
makes heartache mend
words we send
getting a grip the script transcends
I am one to quip a card
a joker takes it hard
a smoker barred
to know her barely heard
stillness
water springs forth spring in springs
the rebirth of all things brings
naturally aged with time
yesterday’s grapes tomorrow’s wine
little kisses sweet and kind
deeply missed last goodbyes
early summer cries I love you so
so few chances to tell her so
for liberty her heart would
gain to rise above the pain
to call out her name in the
pouring rain
as she rides over rough terrain
angel morning dove
I will think of you
your gentle hug
with love

seasonal clock
jet black rock
liberty rile the heart
fabric static spark
the past we slowly dig
resonate to know of Spring
landscape disappear into the clouds
uncovering cows
new mood strewn over streams
kindly sigh relief
daylight craving time
has a lot to say my melancholy pine
streak across the sky Greek God
in your silver ship mirrored
get a grip thought the daughter
the world thaw to water
drown sorrows solemn
sorry sentiments shy maudlin
secret dream rely fantasy
the milk of sweet humanity
queen of sanity
sense reality
contend the meaning
love is healing an original feeling
in the late night of the evening.

welcome!

welcome to paintings and poems according to jak – a literal litany lyrical history of thoughts brought by insights traveled through channeling deepest feeling in words and acrylic paint – to ponder the fonder source in images that
the reader may relate with acceptance or abate – please read on you need not wait.Thank you so much,June Kaplan